Last night my friend, Becca, and I were bored on break and hit up the round the clock diner. Good times. I've finally found someone outside of my family that enjoys the use of the word twiterpated as much as we do. If you're lost, watch bambi. Twiterpated is a very useful word for describing that senseless, young love, kind of feeling.

Today I put some work in on the garden show complex. Today was blues number for drums, bass, piano, and rhodes. It was fun and it's nice to have some piano skills. Enough to solo over a slow blues anyway. Then when you speed it up you sound really good. It snowed a lot all day long and dad came home early from school. I didn't really know that til he told me though because I slept in til 2. That makes 13 hours of sleep. That's what break's all about.

Tomorrow brings a possible visit from Sara, pending bad snow conditions, and a trip up to e-town for the night. We'll see.  ¶ 9:10 PM